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Special Guest Post: K.L. Harney – The Warrior… Zephaniah 317

It is with great pleasure that we round out this weeks posts, with a dear friend of the ministry. K.L. Harney is not only a true warrior women of God, but she has been a great inspiration on my Christian walk. Many a times, when I was younger than I am today, involved in children’s pastoring she and her husband took me under their wings, built me up, encouraged me, challenged me, and even cooked me some might fine dinners!

I pray that you’ll all open your hearts and soul’s and take in the beautiful words she has written for you, and find through it a greater walk with God, and a clearer understanding of His love for us. I know it took my breath away. As a show of your appreciation, we’d love for you to go and follow her blog and encourage her to keep writing. You can find her blog HERE.

Well that’s enough from me. Enjoy and be blessed – The Kid

Alone, broken and afraid, the warrior stood on the edge of the battlefield. The day was yet to fully dawn. The moon and sun were still passing each other in the sky, the stars dimming as the sun drew closer and the moon farther away. The only sound was the occasional trill of a bird. Not even a breeze seemed to blow.

The warriors head was bowed. Tears would have fallen if there was any left. Shoulders slumped,the warrior fell on knees that days before had been used for prayer. But those same knees now were weak, as was the warriors faith.

The battle had been long and strong and relentless. It had started with many by the warriors side, but as the battle raged, and the enemy ensued relentlessly, one by one the warriors companions fell to the side. Some surrendered in defeat. Some were captured. Some threw down their weapons and ran. Yet still the warrior stood and fought, and resisted. Drawing up out of his own strength he faced each onslaught with courage and tenacity.

The enemy, after raging and cursing at the warrior, left the battlefield with a promise to return. Gone to gather more weapons. Gone to prepare for more assault. His eye gleamed as he looked at the battered and broken warrior. Soon he would be defeated…

On bent and weary knees, with head bowed, the warrior heard a sound. Soft and gentle and peaceful. Like fresh rain after a long drought the sound soothed and mended and refreshed.

The song continued, piercing the warriors soul with echoes of love and acceptance. A song of rejoicing.

Supernatural strength surged through the warrior. The song was like food to a starving man. As the warriors soul was filled so the mind and body of the warrior strengthened. Salvation had come.

The song had reminded the warrior of the strength of the weapons, the outcome of the battle. The song reminded the warrior that love was the source of strength, the greatest weapon that would overcome any enemies assault. The song reminded the warrior that even on an empty battlefield, the warrior was never alone.

The warrior looked towards the horizon. Whatever came. Whatever weapons were used in this battle that lay ahead, the warrior knew that the song was the greatest weapon in the warriors arsenal.

The song of His King, sung over the warrior as the King delighted in His loved one. Standing in the name of the undefeated King, the warrior smiled.

The battle belonged to the King and the warrior would succeed.

The Lord your God is with you, He is mighty to save. He willtake great delight in you, he will quiet you with His love, Hewill rejoice over you with singing. ~ Zephaniah 3:17